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[fancypost bgcolor= transparant; border: 1px solid black; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 225px; background:url(http://i1206.photobucket.com/a…erasu78/3_zps75d2458d.png); border-radius: 5px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor= white; border: 1px solid black; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 210px; border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6;] -SWEETKIT -FEMALE -WINDCLAN -KITTEN -BEN xx MARTIN -EASY -NO KILL, CAPTURE, MAIM -DEAF & BLIND IN ONE EYE -NO POWERS -PUT NAME IN HOTPINK #sweetiepie[/fancypost] |
[align=center][fancypost bgcolor= white; border: 1px solid black; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 448px; border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6;] [color=black]She re entered camp silently, having slept walk out into the middle of the territory and been stranded to find her way back. Of course, following scents wasn't difficult, and she'd been able to latch onto a returning patrol, but for some reason, she just wasn't good at finding things, or places, even when they were under her nose, and she supposed it was an issue she'd grow out of in time. Eh, it was a sort of compass-lacking issue, just like her deafness resulted in lack of balance due to uneven blood levels in each ear. Now in camp, feeling better albeit a little sheepish, Sweetkit sat down. But she was only at the edge of the WindClan hub, and, as to be expected by a kitten seemingly plagued with misfortune, she was ambushed, if that makes sense. The dog came from nowhere, and lunged to grab her scruff, ripping her from the ground and shaking her back and forth in typical dog fashion; blood splattered the floor from where the dog was gripping, and Sweetie let out an ear splitting wail, ragged from side to side. She was in camp! Just as she'd been told, to stay safe! Why was this happening? [/fancypost] |
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